Thirteen Hours (25 page)

Laurel was well aware of the slickness already coating her upper thighs as she walked toward the door. “That won’t be a problem.”

“Just don’t make yourself come,” Dana called after her.

Laurel escorted Isis from the bedroom and closed the door. She threw open the lid of the wooden trunk next to her bed and took out the still-boxed double dildo that had arrived in the mail just the day before.

That was cutting it close
, she mused, and opened her new toy.

She tossed the box in the trash can and stooped to remove two condoms from one corner of the trunk, and a large bottle of lube from the other. Supplies in hand, she went to the bed.

She lay on the bed with the toy next to her on the nightstand, her robe spread open beneath her, and her hand moving between her thighs, Laurel started worrying about what Dana was doing. It had definitely been five minutes since she’d come in here. Maybe even seven.

Was Dana really that scared? Was she trying to avoid this?

Laurel didn’t want to force her into anything she found distasteful. Or frightening.

Sitting up on the bed, she tried to decide whether to break down and go find Dana or give her another minute or two to get ready. Thirty seconds later, Laurel went back into the front room, decision made. If Dana had reservations about this, she wanted a chance to change her fantasy before the evening was spoiled and the mood destroyed.

Cross-legged on the couch, Dana was hunched over Laurel’s laptop computer with a look of intense concentration on her face. She’d turned off the lamps in the room, and the glow from the screen lit her up in a way that made Laurel sigh in appreciation. She stood and watched Dana read for almost twenty more seconds before Dana looked up and blinked in surprise.

“Hey,” Dana said. She dragged her gaze up and down the length of Laurel’s nude body. “I’m taking too long, aren’t I?”

Laurel nodded and crossed the room to stand in front of Dana.

Those languid green eyes were just about level with the dark patch of curls Laurel had trimmed for the occasion. Dana immediately set aside the laptop and reached up to grip Laurel’s buttocks in both hands. She brought her mouth between Laurel’s legs and gave her a wet kiss.

“I’m sorry,” Dana mumbled. She nuzzled into Laurel, pushing her nose between slick folds, grazing her swollen clit. “I was just about to join you, I swear.”

“What are you doing out here?” Laurel asked. She ran her fingers through Dana’s thick auburn hair, holding her face close. She was rather enjoying the intimate apology.

“Research.” A silky, repentant tongue lapped down and up her labia; lips sucked at her clit. “About anal sex.”

Laurel groaned. “Online?”

Dana nodded and spread her with gentle fingers. “Frequently asked questions.” She played the tip of her tongue over intricate folds, sending a shuddering thrill to the tips of Laurel’s toes. Pulling back, she said, “I learned a lot.”

“Oh, yeah?” Laurel lifted one foot and planted it on the couch beside Dana’s hip, opening herself up to the mouth that was still engaged in slow exploration. Her hand continued to stroke Dana’s hair.

“Feeling more confident now?”

Dana gripped her calf with one hand and spent some time moving her mouth up and down in worship; she laved her tongue over a swollen clit, pressed inside her opening, then farther down, teased the tight ring of puckered flesh. The foot that remained on the carpet began to tremble, and Laurel’s legs shook at what Dana was doing with her tongue. She tugged on Dana’s hair, pulling her away.

“I need to sit down.”

“I need to lick you until you come,” Dana countered. She growled and nuzzled her patch of dark hairs with her face.

“Can we compromise?” Laurel giggled. When Dana brought her mouth back against her pussy and shook her head, emitting a pleased hum, Laurel pitched to the side with a little squeal.

Dana caught her around the waist and helped ease her onto a warm lap. “Okay, okay. Compromise. Let’s go to the bedroom and I’ll lick you.”

“Aren’t you going to tell me what you’ve learned?” Laurel asked.

She watched Dana’s hands stroking her bare breasts. She leaned into the caress, feeling her nipples harden against Dana’s palms.

“I’ll tell you on the way to the bedroom,” Dana said distractedly.

She stared at Laurel’s breasts with a look of intense hunger, as she often did.

I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a woman so in love with the female breast before,
Laurel mused. She wasn’t even sure she’d had that many male customers at the strip club who had so thoroughly devoured her chest with their eyes. She ran a hand through Dana’s hair and smiled when both of her lover’s hands squeezed her firmly, thumbs making circles around her tight nipples.

“You know, your breasts were the first thing I noticed about you,” Dana said.

Laurel erupted into giggles. “How romantic, honey.”

Dana gave her a helpless shrug and a sheepish smile. “What can I say? You shoved them right in my face as soon as we met. I couldn’t help but notice.” Bending forward, she caught a nipple between her lips and sucked.

Laurel kept her hand on the back of Dana’s neck. “I could tell you liked them,” she murmured. “I was turned on, dancing for you. My nipples were so hard.”

Dana nodded and kissed over to her other nipple. “Loved them. Most perfect breasts in the world.”

As much as she didn’t want to lose the wet heat of her mouth, Laurel had to forcefully disengage Dana from her task. At this rate, they would never make it into the bedroom. “Darling, the bed?” she gasped as Dana leaned in for another nibble to her areola.

“Right,” Dana mumbled. She helped Laurel to stand, and rose behind her so she could wrap strong arms around her stomach. Kissing the back of Laurel’s neck, she whispered, “The first thing I learned is that I’m going to have to get you very wet and excited. Very ready.”

Laurel walked them to the bedroom with Dana still wrapped around her middle. “That sounds like fun.”

“I think it’ll be a lot of fun,” Dana said. She closed the door behind them, giving Laurel a smoldering grin.

Laurel turned to face Dana when they reached the bed, raising her hands to unbutton Dana’s white dress shirt. Dana was wearing the power suit minus the jacket, and she looked deliciously sexy. “You already had dinner, right?”

“I grabbed something on the way over,” Dana said. She allowed Laurel to undress her with a lazy smile on her face. “I thought that hopping right into bed sounded like an excellent way to end the workweek.”

“An excellent way,” Laurel echoed. After pushing Dana’s shirt over her shoulders, she reached around and took off her bra with both hands. She nodded over to the nightstand as she moved to unbutton Dana’s pants. “Did you see what I bought?”

She watched Dana discover the toy with a widening of her eyes.

“Wow.”

“What do you think?” Laurel asked. She knelt on the carpet as she pulled Dana’s pants down her legs and helped her step out of them.

Kissing her soft belly on the way back up, Laurel slipped her hands into the back of Dana’s black panties and held her in a loving embrace.

“Look interesting?”

“This does seem to be the night for trying new things,” Dana said.

She pulled away from Laurel so she could retrieve the double dildo from the nightstand. Pointing at the more bulbous end, she asked, “This part goes inside me?”

Laurel cleared her throat and nodded. She knew the end that went in the wearer was a little larger than Dana was used to accommodating, and she watched her carefully for an honest reaction. “According to the reviews I read online, you don’t even have to use a harness with it.”

Dana weighed the purple silicone object in her hand. “Nice,” she said, and raised her eyes to Laurel’s. “Lie on the bed.”

Laurel obeyed without question. There was excitement shining in Dana’s eyes, pure and simple, and she saw it instantly. She knew she wasn’t going to have to change her fantasy. That little bit of online research Dana had sneaked in seemed to have injected her with new confidence, and so Laurel was grateful she’d taken the seven minutes to do it.

Dana laid the toy back on the nightstand and climbed into bed.

Pulling Laurel into a heated embrace, Dana managed to get her flat on her back before she knew what was happening. A hand rubbed down her side and over her hip before slipping between her legs.

“I love having sex with you,” Dana growled. She rubbed her fingertips over Laurel’s clit, then moved down to slip one finger inside.

“I’ve been daydreaming about this all day.”

“That must have made work fun,” Laurel said. She gave Dana a playful smile, then a low moan when the thrusting started in earnest.

Dana chuckled. “If my developers had any idea what I think about during project meetings—”

“They’d be impressed,” Laurel said. “I happen to know that you’ve got quite an imagination.”

“Nah.” Dana’s thumb found Laurel’s clit as her finger continued to work in and out of her slick opening. Pressing a second finger inside during one smooth thrust, she said, “I’ve just got a really kinky girlfriend.”

“I can’t help it if you inspire me,” Laurel said. Then she closed her eyes and enjoyed how Dana fucked her so perfectly it curled her toes.

“Just like you inspire me.” The hand left, fingers removed and thumb taken away, and Laurel groaned in disappointment. It turned into a loud moan a moment later, when Dana’s mouth replaced her hand.

Dana was masterful at oral sex. Those times when Laurel lay with her legs spread and Dana’s tongue on her pussy were like pure Zen, a state of perfection she had never attained with another lover. Tonight, she nearly died when the tongue that lapped at her clit suddenly moved down and hands spread her buttocks, and all of a sudden Dana was licking her anus.

Laurel arched her back, allowing Dana to pull her closer to her face. Her clit throbbed at the new sensation of being licked in such a sensitive place, and when Dana pressed just the tip of her tongue inside the tight pucker, Laurel cried out in pleasure.

“Dana, please—” she whimpered. She was so close her whole body was shaking.
How did that happen so fast?

A gentle thumb found her swollen clit and rubbed in large circles, applying just the amount of pressure she liked as Dana continued to lick at her anus. After a moment, all movement stopped and Dana pulled away right as she hovered at the brink, causing Laurel to gasp her alarm.

“It’s okay, honey,” Dana panted. “I just want you to turn over. Butt in the air.”

Laurel moved quickly, eager for Dana to touch her again and send her crashing into orgasm. She was ready, body slick with sweat, pussy wet and open. She thrust her ass into the air and laid her face on the pillow, moaning into it when Dana pulled her open with one hand and moved the other to her clit. Exposed, she whimpered when Dana began licking her anus once more.

It didn’t take her long to come. Only thirty uninterrupted seconds of her lover’s fingers on her clit and tongue in her ass, and she was moaning and trembling and falling onto the mattress to recover. Dana moved up on the bed and gathered her into a loving embrace as she collapsed, hugging her close.

“That was another thing I learned online,” Dana said, and kissed her face. “To relax and stimulate you, get you nice and open. I was going to do it before I fucked you, but I got impatient and wanted to try it now.”

Laurel managed a dazed chuckle. “I’m glad. I enjoyed that a lot.”

“I could tell,” Dana said, and shot her a confident grin. “Should I try to put that toy in me now?”

Sitting up, Laurel leaned over Dana’s chest to grab the double dildo from the nightstand. “Let me.”

Dana propped herself up on her elbows, looking down at her own body. “God, I’m already so wet—”

Laurel’s mouth watered at the thought. “No good,” she said, and snagged a condom. “This thing is supposed to stay inside you. We don’t want you
too
wet.”

“Oh.” Dana shifted on the bed, squirming beneath Laurel. “Um, should I—”

Laurel crawled down Dana’s body and set the toy aside, then pulled Dana’s leg over her shoulder. She felt Dana fall backward against the pillows. “I’ll take care of it,” Laurel murmured. She dragged the length of her tongue up along puffy labia, pulling sweet wetness into her mouth. “Lick you clean.”

Dana groaned and tangled a hand in her hair. She tilted her hips, brushing dark curls against Laurel’s nose. “I think this is my favorite thing in the world.”

Laurel made a happy noise as she slid her tongue over slick, fragrant flesh. It was her favorite thing, too. Especially with Dana, who made the best noises she had ever heard.

By the time Dana’s pale thighs trembled and her hips began to thrust against Laurel’s mouth, the air was filled with breathy, wanton moans and whimpers, and Laurel was nearly ready to come again just listening to her. Laurel teased her opening, then moved back up to suck at her clit. She stroked the swollen shaft with her lips, flicked at the tip with her tongue.

Dana came with a loud cry. Her back arched and her heels dug into the mattress, nearly dislodging Laurel from her spot between her thighs. Laurel hung on and lapped at her until she calmed, relaxing boneless on top of twisted sheets.

“Holy shit,” Dana said, when she finally spoke. She pushed Laurel’s face away with a gentle hand. “Honey, you’re going to wear me out before I can fulfill your fantasy.”

“I wouldn’t want that,” Laurel said. She grabbed the dildo and covered the more bulbous end with the condom, then pressed it against Dana, who was as wet and relaxed as she had ever seen her. “Are you ready for this?”

“Definitely,” Dana murmured. “Go ahead.”

She took the toy easily. Laurel was a little surprised by how smoothly it slid in, and by the way Dana spread her legs wide and accepted it with a loud groan of pleasure. She settled it into position, so that the longer, slimmer shaft jutted out from between Dana’s legs.

“Nice.” Laurel slid her hand down the length of the toy. “How does it feel?”

Dana gave her a lazy grin. “Very good. May I fuck you for a minute?”

Laurel scooted up on the bed so she could lie at Dana’s side, then spread her legs. Playing with new toys always made her a little giddy.